Ten Years Time (written 3.27.15)

     In ten years I will be 28 years old. I hope I will have found a dream and am actively pursing that dream. I hope I am happy with where I am in life, and am content with who I am as a person. I hope that my family is in good health. I hope that I'm closer to God than ever before. I hope I have had some incredible experiences resulting in great stories to tell, and I hope I have plans for even more adventures ahead. I hope that my motivation to do my best had only increased and that I enjoy the work that I do. And lastly, I hope I never waste my time.

RR

//graduation//

     I've been climbing a mountain all my life and finally, I'm nearly at the top! From here I can almost see the whole world. It's beautiful, yet scary. It's wonderful, yet intimidating. I see that anything could be mine. I can do anything I want with the rest of my life. The options are endless. The possibilities for my future are countless. The whole world is at my fingertips.  The choice is mine and the clock is ticking away. So what do I choose? I do not know. I could do anything. Achieve my greatest goal, or execute my biggest plan, or chase my craziest dream. This is the beginning of the end and it's time to go. It's time to choose. But I simply don't know. With everything that the world has to offer, how can I not have one goal, one plan, or even one dream?
     I could do anything. But I might end up doing nothing because I just don't know. Will I ever know?

RR

(written 5.23.15)

"I'm not ready"

    That's a horrible excuse for anything.  Ready is for people who trust in themselves. People who want to live safe, small lives.

     Freedom is for the people who trust in the One who made them. People who want to live lives far to big to ever be ready for.

     Don't be ready...be free. 

you are my sunshine

Like the sunshine after the storm -
Your smile's breaking through.
Giving me a whisper

Of a promise

Of a start

Of something new. 

RR

sometimes feelings suck

Feelings complicate everything. When you are indifferent, nothing matters and everything stays the same. It's comfortable. It's safe. But if you don't feel, what is the purpose of life? When you start caring deeply about things, everything is either really grand, or really horrible. You can feel joy for a moment, then it's replaced with heartache. Sometimes it's a messy mixture of both. When you feel, life is an endless rollercoaster. It's confusing. It's wonderful. It's hard. But it's life. I have to take the good with the bad, because while life is messy, it's sill beautiful.

the power of words

     I don't swear. I've never said a "bad word" in my life, but I'm afraid that when I go get my wisdom teeth removed, while I'm on all kind of weird drugs, I'll lose control of myself and start cussing out the nurses or something. Anyway, the main reason I don't swear is because I'm a Christian and the Bible clearly speaks out against foul language: "But now you must put them all away: anger, wrath, malice, slander, and obscene talk from your mouth." Colossians 3:8 
     I choose not to swear. However many of my friends do, and that's their choice, which is fine. I don't mind that much. But I've made some observations about people when using bad language, and they are as follows:

• swearing is a tool for whiners and complainers
• swearing is insulting
• swearing shows a lack of self control
• swearing turns discussions into arguments
• swearing neglects more meaningful words

     Basically, 9 times out of 10, foul language comes hand in hand with a lousy attitude. Granted, this is not always true. Yes, sometimes people swear when they are super excited and glad about something, not only when they're complaining about something. And to be fair, there are certain situations where I think cussing would be appropriate. For instance, if I was an astronaut on the Challenger before it exploded in a fiery inferno, and I knew that was about to happen, I'd probably say, "Oh sh*t."
     However, since swearing has become more widely common and accepted in our culture, I believe the power of that "strong language" has been lessened. Now that foul words are so ingrained in the vocabulary of young people today, those words have lost their effectiveness and most of the shock value.
     Side thought: Cuss words aren't the only kind of "strong language" out there.  ALL words are a powerful tool. The things we say to people have the potential to make a pretty decent impact on them  good or bad. I've been cussed out a few times in my life, usually by someone on the freeway after I accidentally cut another driver off, and of course that doesn't bother me, because I don't know them. I've also had people say awful and rude things about me in an attempt to be funny and make a joke. I didn't laugh, but again the words didn't carry that much weight.
     The most hurtful things that have been said to me, were said by people who I used to think of as friends. By people that I loved. There was no swearing involved, but words were said that hurt me like a knife wound. (Sorry for being dramatic)
     Anyway...I don't really know what point I'm trying to make here...Just whatever your view on swearing is, and what words are and aren't acceptable in what contexts, I don't really care. It's kind of a personal thing, and we live in a country with the freedom of speech. But I do think that it's very, very important that we always choose our words carefully. Use them to encourage, and build people up, rather than tearing them down. Use them to inspire, not to hurt. Be respectful. Everything is just nicer that way.









      

wallflower

Always out of place
Taking up space
Just another forgettable face.

RR